"Fill my cup to the top with living water..."
"I can feel you flowing through me..."
"The river of life sets our feet to dancing..."
"I've got a river of life flowing out of me..."
Life. Not the opposite of dead, but doing things with things. Being awake. Wiping down a table. Walking on a sidewalk. Interacting with whatever nouns God places in front of me: person, place, thing, or idea.
Last night in bed, I was beyond thirsty for life. I was a leaf, curling into the fetal position as the green evaporates. Like a sore throat that when you open your mouth, fairly aches with a parched dryness that water won't relieve. The leaf almost cracked.
I cried and cried and it felt good, but then I couldn't sleep because my nose was stuffed up. And finally I cried out. Immediately water was poured in a stream like from a pitcher, filling up the little bowl of a leaf, and when it soaked in, water spilled over the side and the sides of the leaf unfurled and the water coated the underside.
Then the leaf lay flat, and the best thing happened.
The water flowed out to quench the other leaves.
"I can feel you flowing through me..."
"The river of life sets our feet to dancing..."
"I've got a river of life flowing out of me..."
Life. Not the opposite of dead, but doing things with things. Being awake. Wiping down a table. Walking on a sidewalk. Interacting with whatever nouns God places in front of me: person, place, thing, or idea.
Last night in bed, I was beyond thirsty for life. I was a leaf, curling into the fetal position as the green evaporates. Like a sore throat that when you open your mouth, fairly aches with a parched dryness that water won't relieve. The leaf almost cracked.
I cried and cried and it felt good, but then I couldn't sleep because my nose was stuffed up. And finally I cried out. Immediately water was poured in a stream like from a pitcher, filling up the little bowl of a leaf, and when it soaked in, water spilled over the side and the sides of the leaf unfurled and the water coated the underside.
Then the leaf lay flat, and the best thing happened.
The water flowed out to quench the other leaves.
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